UNDER THE DESERT SUN
UNDER THE DESERT SUN
WE USED TO DREAM AS ONE
WE USED TO DREAM AS ONE
WHERE HAS THE RIVER GONE
OH WHERE HAS THE RIVER GONE
IT USED TO FLOW RIGHT THROUGH
THIS BORDERLAND
IN BORDERLAND WE ARE THE LIGHT OF THE LIVING
IN BORDERLAND WE ARE THE BLOOD OF A DESERT WAR
OH OH OH OH OH OH OH
UNDER THE DESERT SKY
UNDER THE DESERT SKY
WE USED TO LIVE AND DIE
UNDER THE DESERT SKY
WHERE HAS THE MAGIC GONE
WHERE HAS THE MAGIC GONE
IT USED TO DANCE, USED TO CLAP OUR HANDS
AND FILL THE SKY WITH ITS SONG
IN BORDERLAND WE ARE THE LIGHT OF THE LIVING
IN BORDERLAND WE ARE THE BLOOD ON THE DESERT
FLOOR
IN BORDERLAND WE ARE THE LIGHT OF THE LIVING
IN BORDERLAND WE ARE THE BLOOD OF A DESERT WAR
OH OH OH OH OH OH OH OH
UNDER THE DESERT SUN
UNDER THE DESERT SUN
WE DREAM AS ONE
UNDER THE DESERT SUN
UNDER THE DESERT SUN
WE DREAM AS ONE
WE DREAM AS ONE
BECAUSE WE ARE ONE
OH OH OH OH OH OH OH OH
IN BORDERLAND WE ARE THE LIGHT OF THE LIVING
IN BORDERLAND WE ARE THE BLOOD ON THE DESERT
FLOOR
IN BORDERLAND WE ARE THE GIFT OF THE GIVING
IN BORDERLAND WE ARE THE BLOOD OF A DESERT WAR
